Trance didn't sit down. Instead, she bounced over the the light post that was next to the bench, leaning back against it, her tail unconsciously curling around the post as she reached back behind her to grasp it. The question about being from the future made Trance smile a bit.
"I am," She said, looking around again. At least, she had been when she arrived here. "A long time. I think, by the way that the passage of time is being measured here now... It would be the 52nd century. The Gregorian calendar fell out of use a long time ago."
And not that far from where they were right now, really. A little over a century from now everything would change for them. It was a little amazing to thing about. Oh, history was so much fun sometimes!